Broken Thoughts… Fuck It… Its Your Problem… Okay Maybe Not…

Staring into the mirrorWondering why notThe blade pressed up against meNot sure why lately I’m notAnti-lobotomyDriven crazy, fucked at the thoughtCommon sense doesn’t mean shitDrowning in my own lifeSuffocating at the thoughtThat all of this must keep going on

Who put me in charge of anythingGod doesn’t have a sense of humorFuck offGave me my own thing to destroySaid lookI fucked up but here is your chanceTo do the same thingA running joke, that makes no senseDrinking to try and forgetWhat I was even trying to doSlash the wrists long enoughSomething is bound to happenParenting not that far offSmashing my head against a wallJust makes senseAt this point

Purpose in life to dieSad fucking state of existenceFighting it every dayWinningWhere is the balanceWhen is just keeps fucking comingWhere is the savior we’ve been waiting on

Lost and it is just a thoughtA rotting of the fucking brainAll there isAll there ever wasWas you and meLet me be the first to sayI’m sorry

Dodging all the god damn knivesFinding my place in all this shitTortured what was your first fucking clueDo this to myselfSmiling at the thoughtWhat was the point all alongBreathing to breatheLiving because I was told toAlways loved youBut what was the fucking pointGod or the devil does it matter?When nothing has ever matteredMe and you become oneFucked yet we keep going on

It’s all so pointless…

No after thought… only this…

Torture me, torture myselfFuck youGave in when I knewIt was all a lieMade you up inside my headAs real as I want it to beChoking on a thoughtChewing on glassWho needs a reasonWhen there is a why

Apparently inktober is happening… makes sense.. being that it is October… anyway… check out the awesome work… my friend Little Fears is doing… Hope you enjoy… I know I have been… Haunting my dreams… turning them to nightmares…